Hotwife College Reunion

By Karly Violet

The couple quickly become accustomed with their neighbours and are invited to a Thanksgiving party.

The Thanksgiving Party is more than a meet and greet as they both bump into their former college lovers Colleen and Phillips and soon learn than both of their former lovers married each other,.

Lane’s breakup with Colleen was mutual but Mary’s breakup with Phillip had a bitter ending.

Mary confesses to her loving husband that old memories and feelings have come flooding back and she is starting to become attracted to her former lover....

.....and the two couples find themselves on an adventure that will change the destiny of their marriages!

What happens when an old lover re-enters a loving wife’s life?

Can a stable and loving marriage handle the introduction of a new couple - a couple with an intimate history with both parties?

This 24,000 word scorching hot novel featuring wife watching, wife sharing and swinging!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Karly Violet
• Release date: Jul 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463295472

Karly Violet

I love writing steamy romance stories which push the boundaries of the norm, exploring the relationships between married couple as they stretch their limits, testing the mettle of both husband and wife!My stories focus on adult themes centred around hotwives, wife sharing, wife swapping and wife watching.SIgn up to my mailing list to receive the free epilogue to my latest story ‘A Hotwife Adventure’ and to stay up to date on all of my latest releases!http://eepurl.com/c3ICWfSign up to my Patreon account and receive exclusive Hotwife stories every month and sexy scenes every week!https://www.patreon.com/karlyviolet

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Hotwife College Reunion

A Hotwife Wife Swapping Romance Novel

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Author's note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.

Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults.

Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.

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Chapter One: A New Beginning

Just over there, Mary Beth says to one of our new neighbors from down the street. You really don’t have to do this, you know.

I know, sweetie, but we love to help. The older woman smiles widely as she and her husband carry in some of the smaller items that were still sitting in the moving truck. I’m just happy that someone moved into this house finally. It has been sitting here for the last six months empty and sad.

We were glad to buy it, I tell her as I look around the large living room. We have never had something as nice as this before, so when the seller dropped the price another fifteen percent we had to move on it. Mary Beth and I were not convinced when we saw the house the first time that we could afford the much larger payment. As a matter of fact, we passed on the house three months ago and continued looking, at our own leisure, to see if we could find anything better. Her job, after all, would not begin in St. Louis until the end of November, so we had plenty of time to figure things out.

Ma’am, where would you like the sofa? one of the moving company employees asks as he stops to talk to us.

Mary Beth looks around the living room. Put it near the fireplace. My husband and I will move it around later when we have a chance to settle in and get things figured out. The man nods his head and walks back to the truck with his coworker to get the sofa.

We will go ahead and help carry in your kitchen boxes with our son and his wife. Is it fine to stack them in the dining room?

Oh, yes, thank you so much! Mary Beth beams ear to ear as she smiles back at our neighbor Danita and her husband Lyle. But again, you don’t have to do this.

We like helping. She smiles and soon Danita is outside at the back of the truck to wait on our boxes to be offloaded by one of the moving men.

We have picked a great neighborhood, I tell my wife as I put my hands on her shoulders. I would have never expected this kind of treatment by anyone in Tulsa.

There were good people there, Lane, she replies. The Carlton’s were always willing to help out whenever we needed something.

Yeah, they were great, but they were also looking for something in return whenever they came over. They saw helping others as an opportunity to earn a future favor.

Mary Beth nods her head. Fair enough. They were a little like that. Still, they would be over at our house in minutes if we needed them.

And everyone else just kept to themselves. I shake my head. What was the name of the lady who lived to the right of us in Tulsa?

My wife stands in front of me for a moment as she tries to recall her name. I don’t know. Was it Debbie or Wendy?

I shake my head. I don’t think it was either one, Mary Beth. Honestly, I guess it really doesn’t matter since we have moved now. Taking her into my arms, I give my wife a gentle kiss before asking, How long until these people get out of here so that you and I can have a little adult time together?

Lane, she whispers as she draws close to me. Don’t say that too loudly, sweetheart.

Are you afraid someone might hear me? Laughing quietly, I reach around my wife and squeeze her ass with my hand. Damn, I am so horny.

Mary Beth puts a finger to her lips before saying, Just a minute, Lane. She takes my hand and pulls me toward our new bedroom as the movers carry another chair into our living room. She closes the door behind us and says, Well, there it is. Our bed without any covers.

I look down and see the bare mattress before answering, We would leave a mess and there are no sheets to keep it clean, honey. I know you don’t like that.

Sit down and lie back, Mary Beth orders as she pushes me toward the bed. Let’s do this before someone notices we are in here alone.

People are often alone with their spouses in their bedrooms, Mary Beth.

For a couple of reasons, she replies. I doubt their thought is going to be that we are taking a quick nap right now, though.

I laugh. Are you afraid that our guests might think that we are up to no good in here, my love? Sitting down on the bed, I do not struggle against my wife’s efforts to pull my cock out of my pants.

Lie back, she commands for a second time. I do as I am told and Mary Beth pulls on my hardening pecker.

Easy, honey, I say quietly as I chuckle. I need that.

Just shut up and let me do this, alright? A wicked smile crosses her face just as she bends down and takes my penis into her soft mouth.

Holy shit, I moan as I feel her tongue run along the underside of my erect shaft. Mary Beth is by far the best at oral sex, at least as far as my experience goes. Before her, I had a couple of girlfriends in college, but none of them were really what most guys would consider the type of girls to take home to meet the parents. They were my personal fuckbuddies for the most part, and the arrangement seemed to be mutually satisfying at the time.

My wife gags a little as she pushes my stiff manhood all the way to the back of her throat. The softness of her palate, as well as the way she gently sucks on me, causes me